Reincarnation Paradise

Less than five minutes after the start of the battle, the front wall of'Yangu Fortress' was breached. No, it should be said that there was almost nothing left on the front wall, and there was magma everywhere.

The number of deaths and injuries of the elves is not too much. The sense of crisis before Apollo’s explosion made them all escape. Su Xiao’s purpose is not to kill how many elves, but to break through the city wall. Therefore, he asked Bubwang to general Apo. Luo An was placed inside the city wall.

"kill!!"

"Kill all these tree monkeys."

The gray orcs roared. The reason they call the elves tree monkeys is mainly because the elves live in the forest, and their common mode of transportation is to hold the vines.

One big foot stepped on the molten lava from the city wall, which made the orc soldiers scream forward, but fortunately they had thick calluses on the soles of their feet.

The elves in the fortress are ready to face the formation, and the gray orcs have just rushed through the thick smoke, and arrows hit them.

Before a gray orc soldier could react, he was shot through his head with an arrow, flew backwards and fell backward.

"Draw the sword!"

An elven captain shouted, this "drawing a sword" was very ritual, like a knight in a duel with the enemy, because of his own strength, it revealed his calmness.

On the other hand, the gray orcs, with their teeth and claws open, their weapons are covered with dry blood. God knows how often they take a bath, maybe last year?Or a few years ago.

There was a neat sound of drawing swords. The swords of the elves were narrow. This was for aesthetics. The overall weight of the sword made up for the lack of killing power.

"My fellow citizens, I am with you."

The long sword in the hand of the elven prince Warren pointed forward, and all the elven warriors around him rushed forward.

"Roar!"

The gray beasts with different weapons came forward, and for some reason, a looming red light appeared in their eyes.

The elves lined up in a row and charged in unison, while opposite them, there was a swarm of orcs, a mess.

Weapons collided, gold and iron screamed, slashing and screams were endless, and the elves also showed grace when fighting.

An elven warrior with a dashing movement, with a horizontal sword blocking the sawtooth sword, just arrived at each other with a bang. This elven warrior almost paid a respect to the gray orc on the opposite side for a year. He was almost caught Kneeling on the pressed knees.

Puff!Puff!Puff!

The elf warrior, who was flying across the sky, almost giving a New Year greeting to the enemy, fell to the ground in tatters, twitching and dying quickly.

Facts have proved that no matter how ceremonial the elves are in battle, if you can't beat it, you can't.

The orc troops rushed directly into the fortress like a torrent. The demons were howling, causing a large group of elves to bleed and fell to the ground. The war tree picked up the boulder with magma and threw it into the fortress.

Half an hour after the war, the elves' defense line was almost completely broken, and the two sides began to fight in the fortress.

One hour after the war, the elves killed more than 40,000 people and were forced to retreat to the inside of the fortress.

Two hours after the war, more than 80,000 people were killed or injured by the elves. The elven prince Valen asked to talk to Su Xiao and ignored them.

Three hours after the start of the war, a 100,000-scale Doyin imperial troops arrived. Su Xiao sent 80,000 orc troops to fight against him. After annihilating the 20,000 troops, Doyin's troops found it impossible to do anything, and the whole army retreated.

Four hours after the war, more than 100,000 people were killed and injured by the Elves, and the Elf Prince Valen surrendered and was ignored.

At the same time, reinforcements from the dwarves arrived, a force of 60,000, which was destroyed after 30,000 were destroyed.

Five hours after the war, Duyin's troops came to aid again, and was ambushed by his own orc troops along the way. After cutting his battle line, he killed more than 5,000 enemies. Duyin's troops retreated and stationed on the southwest side of the battlefield to form a line of defense. The orc army invaded the central battlefield.

Six hours after the war, the elves were almost wiped out.

In the messy fortress, most of the buildings collapsed, several wooden buildings were burning with raging fires, and the corpses of elves and gray orcs were everywhere.

An elven warrior knelt on the ground, covered in blood, his body trembling uncontrollably, his arrogance was killed.

Under the influence of the "Blood Fighting" effect of the title of Warlord, the gray orcs became extremely aggressive and bloodthirsty. As long as the elven captives showed an arrogant attitude, the gray orcs soldiers would kill them without saying a word.

"Stay away from him, stay away from him."

Orc hero Walpole was full of murderous intent, and the blood stains on his face made him look more vicious, and the surrounding gray orcs walked away angrily.

At this time Walpole was standing in front of the kneeling elves, or if he hadn't been there, the elves would have been hacked and killed by the passing gray orcs.

In the cognition of all gray orcs, Su Xiao must not defy. The result was worse than death. More than 200 gray orcs have tried it. As for Walpole, he shouldn’t be too provoked and easily get a warhammer by the opponent. Smashed to death.

"Where is your fairy prince?"

Walpole wiped some blood on his face and squatted before the Elf warrior with his head in his hands.

"Quickly, if you can't tell where the elf prince is, I will have no food to eat today."

Speaking of this, there was a trace of worry in Walpole's eyes.

"He is here, he is..."

The elven warrior who was kneeling on the ground was half talking, drew a cross sword from the gravel pile beside him, and pierced it straight to Walpole's chest.

With a brush, the cross sword pierced Walpole's chest.

"Die, you lowly orcs."

The warriors of the elves were fierce and fierce. Obviously, the elves still had some backbone.

Walpole looked down at the cross sword stuck in his chest. He raised his hand, scratched his face with his sharp fingertips, and grinned.

"Are you tickling me."

Walpole stood up and looked around.

"Tan Yatan, he belongs to you."

Tan Yatan in Walpole's mouth was a demon. This demon floated above the elf warrior, her beautiful face was a bit red. She liked the beautiful men of the elf the most.

"No, no, no!"

The elven warrior wailed, and was gradually enveloped in the black fluid from Tan Yatan's lower body, and Tan Yatan chuckled.

Walpole didn't even watch this scene. He drew the cross sword from his chest, looked up and down, and flicked the blade with his index finger. It seemed that there was a wind sound.

"Good sword, this is the sword of the elven prince? Dedicated it to Lord Bai Ye."

Walpole hung the wind sword around his waist, and just about to walk away, the faint shout of the elven warrior reached his ears.

"You just said, where is the fairy prince Valen?"

"He didn't."

The demon Tan Yatan spoke first, but under Walpole's gaze, the black fluid under Tan Yatan surged, and after throwing the elven warrior out, he floated away with an unhappy face.

Half an hour later, the fairy prince Valen, whose face was stained with blood and dust, was crushed into a three-story stone building.

With a puff, Warren was kicked to his knees, which made the anger in his chest rise, and his whole body was shaking.

"You are the Elf Prince Warren?"

Su Xiao was sitting on a wooden chair, and Boubowang squatted by his legs. Behind him, standing two extraordinarily strong gray orcs, and farther away were the ghosts responsible for pouring tea and water.

"Yes."

Valen tilted his head. He didn't need to even think about it. What the opponent's leader was going to do was nothing more than using him as a bargaining chip to extort food from the El Forest. This is what he can rely on. The Chaos Legion is too poor. Never let go of the present opportunity.

"You said, how much food should I use your life for?"

"Humph."

The elven prince Valen gave a cold snort and was completely relieved. If he was still a little panicked just now, he has completely stabilized his mind and must not have the face of the elves. Of course, as long as the enemy gives proper respect, he will not Mind if Al Omori brings out more food.

"Drag it out and kill it."

"!"

The elven prince Warren suddenly raised his head and his eyes widened. He could feel that the enemy was not joking with him. He had a great future. How could he die here because of a defeat?

"I'm willing to take out..."

With a bang, before Warren could finish speaking, his punch-big fist was pulled down, and he was dragged out by several gray orcs.

Two minutes later, the elven prince Valen, died, at the age of 107 (approximately equal to about 30 years old for humans), the cause of death, gave a cold snort.